Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 103: Hidden Camera

His hand landed on my leg, but I subtly adjusted my posture, causing his hand to slip away. But his eyes were now fixed on my chest.

He looked like a dog drooling over its meal.

"Is this your first time meeting a politician?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Of course, that was a lie. If I told him I was friends with Haze, he might just faint.

"That explains it," he nodded. "Life as a politician is like this, Luna. We have to keep some things hidden. The media tends to dig too much, even into personal matters."

'Corrupt officials with shady, illegal dealings,' I mentally corrected him without breaking my fake admiration.

"I see," I said, feigning awe as I let my eyes wander the room.

I was scanning for anything unusual. I was looking for hidden cameras or CCTV systems.

I spotted them-two cameras, one near the TV and another in the kitchen, both aimed at the living area. I wasn't sure if Kesha had managed to hack into these, given how tight the security here seemed. If she hadn't, I'd have to convince the senator to turn them off.

"Are there cameras here?" I asked, pretending to be clueless as I pointed them out. "They're on," I added, noticing the red indicator lights.

At that moment, a thought crossed my mind. This was his favorite bar, and Evangeline had said he often brought women here to satisfy his urges. Yet, the cameras were always on. Was he secretly recording his encounters?

"It's for my safety," he said impatiently, grabbing my arm and pulling me closer.

but I placed my hand over his mouth, stopping him. His frustration was evident as

wasn't in the mood to seduce him anymore.. Just

dared to call himself a politician? No wonder the Colemans had him

arms over my chest. "Turn those off,

that he hated being bossed around. With the clock ticking, I figured I'd agitate more than just his libido-his blood pressure needed a boost too. "Who

feel his arousal pressing against me. "That's just for my safety, bitch," he growled. "I didn't know high-class escorts were so fussy about cameras. Most of the women I hire love it, so why don't you?" "Fuck? A high-class escort?" I pointed

"I'm not a high-class escort. I'm not even an escort." I leaned in close,

my chin was firm. I could feel his nails pressing into my skin. No

was already under my spell. He'd tried to assert dominance by refusing to turn off the CCTV cameras, but I

famous politician... but a puppet

took his hand and caressed it gently, easing his tight grip on my chin before pointing to the two

yours, why would you let someone else see me naked... screaming your name while you

on. He got up, grabbed his remote, and pressed a button. The red dots on the

the one on the hidden camera remained. Did he

returning to his earlier position. "Shall we?

I let him have his way, biting back an eye-roll as he kissed me greedily, his lips desperate and unrelenting. "You smell amazing, Luna. It suits your name perfectly," he murmured,

his compliment. If the real Luna heard that, she'd probably gag and yank me by the hair for using

imagining her scowling and throwing a tantrum made me

I groaned when his rough hand

wearing a bra beneath my dress, I felt every inch of his calloused

way out of